Ah, but the roots and the stock of the rose bush are still there as are the roots of your life. Grow a new rose. Don't worry about what has been pruned away. The original vine is now only that much stronger. Be resilient. Life finds a way.
The dark horses come
galloping across the fields,
crushing every single one
of my sky blue orchids.
Even so, new life creeps
from roots in the dank earth,
forming green shoots and yielding
twice as many blossoms.
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Ah, but the roots and the stock of the rose bush are still there as are the roots of your life. Grow a new rose. Don't worry about what has been pruned away. The original vine is now only that much stronger. Be resilient. Life finds a way. The dark horses come galloping across the fields, crushing every single one of my sky blue orchids. Even so, new life creeps from roots in the dank earth, forming green shoots and yielding twice as many blossoms.